Last night I was Troving - just checking this and that, following random thoughts - when I landed on this newspaper article.
The Telegraph, St Kilda, Prahran and South Yarra Guardian, 17 Jul 1875 |
The first article I found was a poem that his father wrote. William Round, a law clerk, was a prolific contributor to newspapers (I've written about him here ) so the fact that he published a poem wasn't a surprise, and it really is quite poetic. The first poem has the footnote 'Europa' and the second 'Camellia'. I like the first better and can't work out if William was the author of the second.
The Telegraph, St Kilda, Prahran and South Yarra Guardian, 24 July 1875 |
IN MEMORIUM SACRA
THOMAS ROUND
(Who was lost overboard the barque “Formosa” off Cape
Leuwin, on the 4th inst.)
Last year, ‘mid hearty farewells, the “Formosa” sailed away,
We wished our sailor boy God-speed, and a merry Christmas
Day,
And a safe return from Shanghai, that glowing tropic land;
We little dreamed no more on earth to grasp his honest hand.
He sent us long, long letters across the ocean’s foam.
To tell us of the sights he’d seen, and how he longed for home,
Anticipation cheered our hearts and his; in two weeks more
The barque would enter Melbourne’s port, and Tom would come
ashore.
We thought too slowly rolled the hours before should dawn
the day
That brought us him for whom we made such preparations gay;
The children prattled merrily about their sailor brother,
His room was made all ready by his fond and happy mother.
The ship arrived in safety, but all too soon we learned
That he whose merry face we longed to see had not returned.
His fellow-sailors told the tale (a tale, alas, told of),
At duty’s call he faltered not, but hurried up aloft.
While ‘midst the heavy breakers the ship was madly tossed,
And in that tempest wild our sailor-boy was lost.
Ah,
bitterly we grieve for him, it seems too hard to bear,
Our darling boy for whose return we offered many a prayer.
But He holds the waves within the hollow of His hand
Knows what is best though first it seems so hard to
understand;
He cheered his sailor-followers on the Lake of Galilee,
He stood beside our sailor-boy in that dread storm at sea.
And ’mid the grief of nature, we fondly realise
The thought that Tom has entered port – the port of
Paradise,
His Saviour-captain gave the word, twas His divine behest,
Our sailor-boy has landed at that haven fair of rest.
EUROPA
The Telegraph, St Kilda, Prahran and South Yarra Guardian, 24 July 1875 |
According to several newspaper reports young Tom fell from the foretopgallant yard during a stormy night and was drowned. The ship was unable to turn around to search for him.
The Age, 16 July 1875 |
The Telegraph, St Kilda, Prahran and South Yarra Guardian 17 Jul 1875 |
The Tasmanian 24 Jul 1875 |
The Telegraph, St Kilda, Prahran and South Yarra Guardian 27 Jul 1878 |
A very sad tale Lorraine. I think there is a difference between the two poems and my instinct tells me that the second poem was written by someone younger - perhaps of Tom's generation, and the use of Camellia suggests it was a female so perhaps a sister?
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